She was certain that her son would definitely bring that woman Zhong Li, that's why she planned this whole thing.
Li Jiaxue stood up from the chair, her lipstick-coated lips slightly curved: "If you just want to play around with her, I have no objection, but if you really want to get emotional, I advise you to give up on this idea early, lest you harm her."
After hearing Li Jiaxue's words, Qi Shangyu flipped the table in anger, and Mahjong tiles scattered all over the floor.
"How could I have a mom like you, in your eyes, I'm just a pawn at your disposal, huh?"
Qi Shangyu's facial lines were tense; perhaps he was too angry, the veins on his forehead were protruding.
"What's wrong with Xia Mo? If you two get married, it would be a great asset for the company."
Li Jiaxue walked in front of Qi Shangyu, took his hand and continued: "Son, I'm doing this for your own good. Those who accomplish great things don't bother with trifles, and mustn't be entangled by so-called emotions."
